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September 21, 2004

London Docklands

Spent the best part of the day in London's Docklands today. The first time that I've ever travelled on the Docklands Light Railway too! One thing I've noticed about this place is that it's awfully bleak. And extremely windy!
London's Docklands. Looking Eastward from near the Excel exhibition centre.
On the way home tonight I managed to get a seat at the very front of the driver-less light railway train. This afforded me a spectacular view of the Canary Wharf skyline. The picture doesn't capture the serenity of it all.
Canary Wharf at night - as captured from the front seat of the Docklands Light Railway.

Posted by jag at September 21, 2004 10:58 PM

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Travel northwards into London Bridge station at sunset for a brilliantly striking view, also.

Posted by: Vanessa at September 22, 2004 12:09 AM

The dusk picture is awesome!

Posted by: Snappy at September 22, 2004 10:02 AM

Reminds me of Stalinist Russia

Posted by: Fritz at September 22, 2004 02:44 PM

Hey, sorry to have to contact you this way, seeing as its a little 'off-topic' but I could not find an email address for you anywhere.

I just bought a Psion netBook and I was wondering if you could tell me how to install a wireless LAN card. Can you drop me a line at felixparker@btopenworld.com?

Cheers,

Felix

Posted by: Felix at September 22, 2004 04:35 PM

Thx Vanessa - will remember that!

Cheers Marcus (aka snappy)!

Fritz: Do you mean "bleak and windy"?

Felix: No problem! You obviously arrived here from my Psion netBook page: (http://www.jag.me.uk/misc/netbook/)
I will email you shortly.

Posted by: Jag at September 22, 2004 04:56 PM

Yes the cold wind blows across the steppes as the train whistle is heard in the background. The bureaucrat trudges home to a bowl of potatoes and a glass of vodka.

Posted by: Fritz at September 22, 2004 10:30 PM

Fritz: you make it sound so poetic! I wish I was there! ;-)

Posted by: Jag at September 22, 2004 11:10 PM

Sat Sri Akal paa-ji.
Kidda?

The company for which I work in the States has its headquaters at C.W. In fact, I believe the bldg. is visible in the night shot; right-most with "yellow" crown.

Posted by: Ajay at September 23, 2004 01:10 PM

Sat Sri Akal Ajay. Bohuth teek-taak! (forgive the spelling!) Hope you are too.

Then you must be working for HSBC. In the picture - I am on the DLR train heading Westbound - the tallest building is 1 Canada Square - which is in the middle - and from my direction of approach: on it's left is the Citgroup building and on the right is the HSBC one)

Posted by: Jag at September 23, 2004 01:54 PM

Aaaho. Mera company HSBC mai hai. :)

Posted by: Ajay at September 23, 2004 04:47 PM

I've just read about your nightmare journey from Hammersmith to your home last winter (must have missed it the first time!)

Shocking!!

Posted by: Vicky at September 23, 2004 06:31 PM

Ajay: so I guessed right! :-)

Vicky: shocking it was indeed! Hope the story was entertaining though! Almost farcical in fact. Still - one lives and learns I suppose.

Posted by: Jag at September 23, 2004 10:39 PM

I feel the bleakness is part of what makes London such an attractive place. Within a relatively small surface area there is enough variation to fit all moods and tastes. I like contrast and you could not find greater contrast that between Docklands and Richmond Park say or South Kensington and Angel. London can be bleak but it's never boring. Keep the pics coming please...

Posted by: stroppycow at September 25, 2004 08:08 AM

Hi Stroppycow - you are absolutely right. And didn't someone once say "when you are tired of London - you are tired of life". ?

Cheers!

Posted by: Jag at September 25, 2004 04:24 PM

I love Docklands at night...travelling through it on the monorail makes me think of Blade Runner.

Posted by: Fi at September 26, 2004 01:08 AM

Ah - Bladerunner - yes I can see what you mean Fi - very appropriate now I think of it! Cheers!

Posted by: Jag at September 27, 2004 09:46 PM

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